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Blinded By the Light (Blaez & 1 Other)

The music pounded through the afternoon light as Aya walked through, fiddling with her pockets and pulling out her wallet to check. Hmph, nothing, as usual. Dammit all, what was she going to do about food later? She was so busy dealing with other nonsense, she ended up losing it by some force of nature or the will of whatever God or Devil found her today. She scratched her head with an arm in annoyance, as a few strains of unwashed hair were pulled into her grasp when she was finished.

"Aggggh fuck.....can't I just get something nice for once? It's such dumb crap..." she said to herself. Her voice of course while at normal volume, was drowned out by the music itself, that featured voices dancing to the aurora of illuminations. At least the music was alright, though she wasn't as fond of the electric dance scene as she was for other genres. But everything else was a waste of time, and she felt like being out of her nature today. Maybe she'd get a little lucky, or maybe she'd go without food for almost the second day in a row. She wore colorful colors, including a hat, which hung over one of her eyes, and headphones of her own, like they were gonna do anything right now. On her skin were patches of dirt and a small scrape on her arm, Maybe she should try to take from someone unsuspecting? The temptation was becoming harder to resist each passing second, like an itch that badly needed to be scratched. She started to look around at other bodies dancing to the music. Some of them definitely had wallets in the back given the bulge in their pants....okay that sounded a little off. But she was too busy thinking of the opportunities. She began to calmly shimmy past a small group, and reach a hand towards a male bystander's backside, before she was bumped into by someone else. She elbowed backwards instinctively and turned back to them with an angry face.

"Back the fuck up!" She said, though the person didn't seem to care, perhaps too drunk to wonder about the threat they just received. First attempt failed, so she would stir up what she could. She put her foot out and tripped the person, sending them to the side and into another group; before they finally got wise to what had happened. The rest of the crowd seemed to ignore it, but they would run at them to strike back; which was totally stupid, or so Reiji liked to think. She ducked and countered with a foot on his and a fist right in his stomach, sending him sprawling to the ground. Aya sneered at them before walking off into another part of the crowd. Who the hell was that guy that decided it was a great idea to get near her? Did everyone just get stupid drunk? It was only music....In any event, she ran a hand over her face to wipe the sweat off, which had already dripped into her eyes and began to sting, before looking to another person. Second times the charm maybe? "Welp, time to try again..."

Being without company at a concert hall may seem strange at a time like this, especially for a 17 teen year old girl who had just gotten to Endymion just earlier that morning. After Liam had showed her around the place, the french gal had met some of her other classmates on her way back to East Eden, and they were pretty nice to her. Perhaps not as nice and friendly as Liam had been, but you couldn't have it all now could you? Anyway, they had offered her a chance to go to the concert with them as a sort of... initiation rite or some such to the school, or at least, that's what Batilde thought it was. Being the naive girl that she was regarding these kinds of things, naturally she accepted it wholeheartedly, and she was being thankful for their kindness.

But no. They just haaad to ditch her right there at the Concert Hall.

As she would later come to find out, that paticular group of girls was known for hanging out with the wrong crowds, and with Batilde being a rich-kid, they thought it would be a good idea to pull this little "Harmless" prank on her now. They had vanished into the crowds, never to return. "Well..." Batilde sighed, listening to the blaring music in the background. It wasn't all bad though. The people around here were suprisingly nice to her once they figured out she was indeed a foreigner. At least they were better about it than the couple of bitches from before. Just as she was about to go get something to drink (Might as well at least do something while you're here, right?), she spotted a woman who looked just as perturbed as she felt, if not worse. What's even worse was that drunkards started messing with her. But she could handle herself pretty well, unlike Batilde. When the big lunk fell over, Batilde barely managed to suppress the urge to laugh. *Snrk.* She would then find herself being the object of the woman's focus. Maybe she wanted something...?

While everyone was dancing and jumping around, pushing each other around, there was a girl who was just walking around searching for something or someone"Huh?"He'd watch her for a while while trying to avoid being carried away by the crowd, for GioGio it was quite clear she intended to pickpocket a distracted person. The girl did found a victim but for her victim's luck, she got interrupted by a drunk person bumping into her, after a short confrontation with other people she eventually moved on, the thought of teaching her a lesson about stealing crossed her mind but he shrugged it off, at least for the moment. For now he'd just keep an eye on her should she try to cause more trouble.

Aya paid no mind to the boy who was spying on her, not really noticing him. Right now her eyes were on the prize, which was the bag of the woman. She would walk slowly past Batilde, and then falling backwards slightly, bumping into the unlucky woman into the nearest bystander. Aya herself would then reach towards a person next to Batilde, who was momentarily distracted by the push, into their backpocket to pull out a small leather wallet. Of course, she wasn't the greatest thief in the world, and no doubt the man had noticed; so as an extra measure, she would bump into him as well to send him in another direction before making a semi-rushed trot through the crowd. She actually got something this time! Halle-fuckin'-llujah! If there was a God, Aya might have considered the possibility of considering converting to a religion. But of course, she had to appraise her new prize. And so, she would try to make her way through the crowd, avoiding too much attention and slowly inching her way to freedom. All she had to do was get to the edge of the crowd and she was safe. "This is sweet....damn I got lucky today.." she said to herself through the crowd. Food and fresh water was in her crystal ball for the night!

The couple of moments afterwards left Batilde wondering what just happened. First, this girl bumped into her, causing her to bump into another man, and the girl herself bumped into him as well. "HEY! Watch where you're walking!" Batilde would reach out for the girl's arm before she could leave, demanding an apology. And that's when she noticed the wallet... It wasn't hers, now was it? She was a thief! She paniced for a moment, unsure of what to do... and in that moment of hesitation, the girl managed to get away. Determined to get the wallet back at least, she decided to follow her from the crowd. First she bumps into her, and then struts along with a wallet belonging to someone else, and without apologizing for the first thing! Geez, the nerve of some people. At least her wallet was still safe inside her bag, fortunately enough for her...

"Hey you! Give the wallet back!" Batilde almost shouted at the girl, in an attempt to make herself heard over the music. Why would she stoop so low as to pickpocket from someone else? Was she desperate for money? Or was it something else?

He wasn't the only one who noticed the thief, a black haired girl called the thief out for stealing taking the wallet, not that it did much. Gionatan continued to follow the girl with the cap, he'd try to stay unnoticed until he caught up to the girl"You know... this type of behavior could get you into trouble."Gionatan said calmly as he shook his head as he approached Aya, he then stopped to take a better look at the thief, and judging by her appearance she was in a really dire situation, not a surprise considering that she is willing to pickpocket random people"I understand you need the money but the person you took it from worked hard for it."Or so he assumed, they could be just a kid with their parents money in their pockets"...And you probably took their documents too."Aya probably wouldn't listen to him either, but you must always try.

Of course the shout was going to fall on the deaf ears and deafening noise of the music, not that Aya would ever care had she actually heard it. She wiped sweat out of her burning eyes, and rubbed her face, getting dirt patted onto her hands. God she needed a bath. But apparently someone was trying to approach her, and she would be ready for it. She heard a voice behind her, and instead of speaking to them, grabbed a nearby person roughly, to pull them behind her to block Gionathan's pathway, while continuing her escape. "Get out of here! Finders keepers!" She said, continuing on. During the walk, she was already pulling out all the money the guy had, before throwing it back at whoever might have been following her. She quickly counted it before shoving it in her pocket. "Fifty-seven dollars? Awesome..." She was almost home free. Of course though it was a crowd, so it was still going to be a task to run through, but Aya was skilled at running through the crowds and streets. It was hardly new to her. She could just run past the exit, across the street and down an alley. After that, a single turn and....yeah! Home free. Now as long as those dipshits behind her didn't keep following, she wouldn't have more to deal with after she successfully bails.

Well... that could've gone better... Batilde sighed deeply, sticking her hands into her pockets, her expression sour. Why couldn't people just listen for a change? First she was left behind, and now this? Today was just not her day evidently. She lost track of her amongst the crowds, and it was infuriating to a degree. Why did this shit happen to her on the first day after school? Maybe if she kept walking in the same general direction as the girl went she would eventually find her... Right now, it wasn't as much about the wallet anymore, and just a matter of why she was so desperate. "Sacre bleu..."

"Wait!"She heard him, but didn't really listen to what he had to say. Despite Aya's attempt to stop GioGio, he continued to follow the girl through the crowd, or at least the direction she went since she just disappeared in the crowd, Gionatan himself wasn't sure of why he didn't gave up at this point. He had noticed that there was someone else following the thief too, a black haired girl, did she had the intention to talk to the thief too or did she had other reasons?Whatever it was, he'd probably find out soon.

Escaping the crowd was a task finally completed, which left her running across the street. Of course if they reached out in the crowd she would be out in the open and visible. She would now be making her way to the exit, which was awesome! She'd toss the wallet outside in the street, and make her way across. Just a few more steps. If the other two were gonna try and stop her, now would be the time to do something clever, or Aya would simply walk out fifty-something dollars richer, and a night on the town would be dirty, bloody and hers!

"Geez... Would you mind? Out of the way." Batilde pushed her way through the crowds, looking around for the exit. She was just sick and tired of this place. Nothing had gone her way, and now, she wanted to just get back home. But as soon as she managed to push her way out of the crowd, she saw that girl again. Instead of trying to stop her this time around, she'd follow her from a distance, slowly closing in on her. At least she had found her way out... Now, how would she go about approaching her? Seeing as she had little to no experience with these kinds of people (She had her parents to thank for that), Batilde thought of how to best tackle this situation at hand. Hostility and a chase clearly wasn't working, so maybe a more warm, and welcoming approach would work? She had a gut feeling however that it wouldn't work, but it was worth a shot, if nothing else. And judging by the delinquent's demeanor... she seemed to have... fun? Maybe? Batilde wasn't quite sure what to make of this whole situation, but once she got close enough, she'd speak in a much less harsh tone than before. "Excusez-moi, mademoiselle..." She stopped for a moment, not quite sure how to continue on... "...Why steal...?"

After some struggle GioGio managed to get away from the crowd in time to see the thief leaving the place, it seems he got out a few moments after the black haired girl, and just like her Gionatan continued to follow Aya. Seeing as Batilde was ahead of him he'd watch her attempt to get Aya's attention before saying anything.

Batilde's question to the thief... unexpected, shouldn't it be obvious that Aya is doing it because she needs the money?"Necessity, of course." GioGio would keep a distance from the two girls"I tried to talk to her earlier but she couldn't care less to what i had to say, i wish you good luck."

Before Aya could make her way across the street, she heard a voice behind her and turned to her. She wasn't about to stop in the middle of the road so stupidly. "Huh? Cause I can. It's fun, and I like food. What's it to you prissy?" She said, confused. Why else would someone steal? It gives her purpose maybe, but who cares about that? She does it cause she does it. There is no reason to justify herself. She thought as though the world owed her, though perhaps she had a warped view of what went on around her. She was oblivious to the possibility however. If this lady was going to nag her like some teacher or mom, she wasn't going to stick around too long. At least she wasn't trying to take the money back, that was hers, and well-earned at that.

"Welll..." Batilde started, as she made her way over to Aya. At least she managed to get her attention, which she actually didn't expect, and thus caught her a bit off guard. "Oh, I see... Well, If you really need some, I could help with that..." This girl obviously wouldn't budge regarding the whole stealing thing, and to be frank, Batilde had given up on that front. Right now, she just wanted someone to talk to really. "I guess we started off on the wrong foot. I'm Batilde Gagnon." Once within arm's reach, she'd offer the girl a honest handshake. "What's your name?" Now, since it was about something as... you know, important to life as food, Batilde honestly couldn't help but to feel bad for the girl. She and this other man had started chasing her just because she was desperate for food... and who was Batilde to deny her that? Everyone needed food to eat in order to live, and with her being as gullible and very easy to guilt-trip, naturally she offered this in order to at least do something good... Maybe, just maybe, she could steer this woman away from stealing. At least for a little while, if nothing else. It was the small victories that mattered.

Strengths and Weaknesses:

—Strength Name: Rich Family—Description: As a Gagnon, money has never been an issue for Batilde. This of course refers to real money, and not VC. As such, she can use this excess wealth for a variety of things, from clothes, to protective gear and even real weapons, should the situation call for it.—Weakness Name: Socially Awkward—Description: While being a very intelligent and sofisticated individual, Batilde has... very little experience with the social plane, and hanging out with others is very difficult for her, and as such, she has difficulties expressing her own thoughts and feelings properly...

From what GioGio could gather, at first the black haired girl was curious about the thief intentions and now wanted to help, so he wasn't the only one, although Batilde was able to catch the thief's attention"Just like signorina Gagnon, i wish to help too..."At this point he little hope that his would work, yet he continued to try"I'm Gionatan Giovanni, by the way."